Under the Tamarisk Tree - Paquette, Flori
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Cults come in many kinds of organizations. They hide their true identity so they can lure well intended, often charitable people and those in need of purpose and guidance. Leaders of such groups are masterminds who know how to blend deceit with truth to prey on innocent people who are unaware of their insidious intentions. The Bible calls such evil-minded individuals "wolves in sheep's clothing." Flori Paquette and her young family were taken captive and mauled by such a wolf. Under the Tamarisk Tree is Flori's intimate story of what it was like to be taken in, broken down, and brainwashed…mehr

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Cults come in many kinds of organizations. They hide their true identity so they can lure well intended, often charitable people and those in need of purpose and guidance. Leaders of such groups are masterminds who know how to blend deceit with truth to prey on innocent people who are unaware of their insidious intentions. The Bible calls such evil-minded individuals "wolves in sheep's clothing." Flori Paquette and her young family were taken captive and mauled by such a wolf. Under the Tamarisk Tree is Flori's intimate story of what it was like to be taken in, broken down, and brainwashed into allowing her young family to be food for the wolf's heinous ego. Then believing she would suffer hell if she tore them out of his fangs, all she could do was pray for freedom.
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I used to be "that woman from the cult." The one you pecked out your window to watch as I spewed my rage at the top of my lungs to tell the world about the man who lived down the street. The police officer responded by saying I handled the situation appropriately. He said, "I know people who would kill for less." It has been an arduous road to recovery. Through it all, I can see how God heard every one of my desperate prayers. He has blessed me with healing and the fulfillment of my heart's desires. Now I want to stand on a hill and sing how He will "...console those who mourn in Zion, to give them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they may be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that He may be glorified." (Isaiah 61:3 NKJV)